(P.S. Eupho it appears my over indulgent use of words has infected your gentle self here, get yourself a virus cleanser before you find your fingers shortened by a full joint from typing...hehehehe) (just a caution from stumpy here...)
haha Oh I'm already suffering with that affliction.. I CAN talk the hind legs off a donkey. I just try to limit myself here.. haha
I like that Proclaimers song... shame it was just 500 miles though..
You said.... What does a man wholly smitten do about distance
and answered yourself with
Distance is merely time. We all have much of this, even in our last breaths to do what is right by our hearts and those of the ones we love. Seek and you will find, knock and it shall be opened, ask and you shall receive... very few greater truths are available. The power of greater truth than that would surely burn us to ashes and dust. Find the one who echoes in your soul and do all in your power to find her and give her all of you.
My ex used to CRAWL up the stairs.. and was sooo drunk he was crashing from wall to wall as he stumbled through the corridors..
YET he had just driven 6 miles home.
I too used to lay in bed (heart THUMPING).. praying (yeah ME.. praying!).. that he would have a car crash on the way home.
I actually used to run through what I would say.. and how WOULD I try to sound upset on the phone if the police called and told me he had crashed. I used to WILL that phone to ring.
and I dont know about you..
But when he would come into the bedroom I had to pretend to be asleep.. OR...
if I had been up.. I had to RUN to the bedroom and leap into bed.. then try soooooooooo hard to slowwww my breathing riiiiiiiiiiiiiiight down... so that when he put his face into mine to see if I was awake .. I could pretend to be fast asleep.
RE: Should 'Gilly' be limited to 217 threads per day?
Lucky for me my knickers are out blowing on the washing line!